two: "you really want to kiss me, don't you?"

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The next day I couldn't wait for the evening to come. To make use of the hours I still had left, I reached for my dad's copy of Crime and Punishment and read the few chapter I had left.

After I finished I came downstairs and ate dinner while watching some meaningless show. My mom has already gone to work so I had the whole house to myself. My phone vibrated and I figured I must've gotten a message from Gina because who else could I get a message from. She sent me the address of Laura's house and the hour I should come. I looked up the address and saw her house was on the other end of Bel Air. It wasn't far, like ten minutes on a bike. The party was supposed to start at eight and it already was four, so I had a little over three hours to get my shit together. I took a shower, washed my hair and put some makeup on just to enhance my big blue eyes.

I stood in front of my wardrobe thinking of what should I wear. I wanted to make a good first impression. The idea of showing up in black skinny jeans and a plain white t-shirt seemed very tempting but I decided not to follow through with it. The weather was nice so I chose shorts, a gray shirt with Nirvana written across and black shoes.

I took a quick look at myself in the mirror. I tied my long brown hair in a high ponytail, though I considered leaving it loose. I grabbed my phone, wallet and keys and put them in my bag. I went out to the garage to get my bike. I noticed the tires got bald and I would have to change them soon. I wanted to keep the bike in a good shape since my dad gave it to me as a gift before he passed away.

The part of Bel Air in which Laura lived seemed to be richer than others. Lawns were perfectly trimmed and on each side of the road and small flower constructions were placed near every pedestrian crossing. This neighborhood was more secluded than mine, it was right by the border of the city. Also, on Laura's street there were only five other houses and they looked really expensive to the point where it was kinda overwhelming.

I texted Gina that I was right outside and asked her to come for me. She got to after a moment; her hair and shorts were wet and she had a bikini top on.

"Sorry, I didn't see your message. I was in the pool," Gina brushed and twisted her hair.

"Yeah, I can see that," I laughed.

"We have to come back quickly, otherwise they'll drink all the booze."

I nodded and followed her to the pool she said was in the back garden. We were walking by the side of the house and I had to admit it was stunning. Every single detail of the exterior was taken care of.

Gina lead me to her friends who all were sitting by an unlit bonfire.

"Guys, this is Becky, Becky this is guys," Gina interrupted the chatter of her friends and gestured that I sat next to her.

"Hi. It's nice to meet you all," I said and waved my hand. They looked mostly unbothered by my presence.

A girl with a ton of blonde curls turned to me. "I'm Laura," she said with the biggest smile I've ever seen on a person and stretched her hand to me.

"Hi," I reciprocated. "You have a really beautiful house."

"Thanks. If I had a dollar each time I heard someone say it I'd have a fortune."

"Half of it," said a guy sitting across from us. He had light brown hair and also was wearing a band shirt. There was a blonde girl sitting on his lap.

"What?" Laura asked.

"It's my house too."

"Are you siblings?" I asked even though the answer seemed obvious.

"Don't we look alike?" he scoffed.

I didn't notice it at first but when he mentioned it I started to see it. Their parents had to have really god genes.

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